Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Hey so titles...not my forte

I was swimming along
Just like I always do
And you caught me just
Like a boot on a hook
And now I'm drowning.

You've got me gasping for air
You've got me grasping for you
Trying to hold an infeasible object
Slippery as ice and colder still
I'm freezing now below the surface
I'll keep on waiting for the heat to rise.

Whee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My oh my so dramatic I am
Maybe I should go back to my shell
Live sheltered from everyone
Especially myself.

1 comment:

My Friend Misery said...

yeah so those last four lines....um don't try to read them with cadence...